Looking For Nonsense
“I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, It's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, And that enables you to laugh at life's realities.” Dr. Seuss
I am and have been so on board with viewing life through the wrong end of a telescope like Dr. Seuss. However, over the past several months I haven’t been able to find my telescope. Nor have I found my kaleidoscope which provides another perspective with all the colors and pieces moving, changing, creating a myriad of patterns. It feels like the nourishment for my right brain (which is the part that dreams, designs, imagines) has been absent. What is one to do? As I pondered the situation, it occurred to me that nonsense and whimsy are distant cousins. Looking for inspiration, I dived into the archives to find what I had written about nonsense or whimsy in the past. Here’s an excerpt that caught my fancy.
“What is the color of whimsy? Outrageous orange? Razzle Dazzle Rose? Fuzzy Wuzzy Brown? Bippity Boppity Blue? What is the sound of whimsy? Household appliances talking amongst themselves? Elves tap dancing on the roof? Stars tinkling like bells in the night sky? What does whimsy look like? A unicorn farm? A wizard living in your spare room? A secret stash of pixie dust?
When I opened a window whimsy blew in. The tea kettle, usually quiet and unobtrusive, began whistling Zippity Do Dah. Then some of the neighborhood fairies gathered in my dining room for tea and Petit Fours and gossip.”
Hmmm. It’s a lovely day with a gentle breeze. I opened the window to see if whimsy might blow in. I was delightfully surprised to see the neighborhood fairies return for a visit. I was also surprised to see they were observing Covid protocols. They were all wearing masks and kept distanced. I was not prepared to offer tea and petit fours as before. They were okay with that as they were not inclined to have to remove their masks to eat. So the visit was limited to gossip. Fairy gossip is quite intriguing. To share would take a lot of ‘splaining. More than I care to write about. Just know that I rediscovered some of that nonsense I was searching for. I hope whimsy blows into your abode to bring fun and good cheer to your day.
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